"I was hungry and you formed a humanities club and you discussed my hunger. Thank you.

I was imprisoned and you crept off quietly to your chapel in the cellar to pray for my release.

I was naked and in your mind you debated the morality of my appearance.

I was sick and you knelt and thanked God for your health.

I was homeless and you preached to me of the spiritual shelter of the love of God.

I was lonely and you left me alone to pray for me.

You seem so holy; so close to God.

But I’m still very hungry and lonely and cold.

So where have your prayers gone? What have they done? What does it profit a man to page through his book of prayers when the rest of the world is crying for help?"

- By M. Lunn (1,500 Inspirational Quotes and Illustrations)

Father, May we work and pray, never neglecting one or the other… Through Jesus, Amen

Peace. WWJD? Al S.

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Nelta

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-- Nelta Irene Brock (nib@hal-pc.org), October 09, 2004